It’s not even that. It’s “I have so much cake that I can literally never eat it all, even if I live ten thousand years. I need more and those peasants are keeping me from it”
“Say, this gives me an idea. I’m gonna share some cake with science hippies to see if they make me live 100 thousand years. THEN I can have all my cake.”
It’s not even that. It’s “I have so much cake that I can literally never eat it all, even if I live ten thousand years. I need more and those peasants are keeping me from it”
“Say, this gives me an idea. I’m gonna share some cake with science hippies to see if they make me live 100 thousand years. THEN I can have all my cake.”
The actual endgame. At least right now we’re equal in that we all must die.